the women line up for Jake

Abbie looked at Phoebe. "End?"

Phoebe sighed. "Of course I don't want it to end. But there's a party out there that we're supposed to be at."

Megan, momentarily distracted away from everything else, replied, "that we're supposed to be hosting, you mean."

"That we're supposed to be hosting," agreed Phoebe.

Abbie's eyes met Jake's. "You are loving this, aren't you?" she asked with a bit of a sly grin.

"You know it," said Jake. He had been pretty quiet, focused on the pleasure of simply rocking his dick back and forth into a stranger's pussy while he watched two more women go at it in front of him.

"If it were up to you," said Abbie, "what would happen next?"

Jake considered the options. "How about you all line up side by side?"

Abbie nodded. "I like it."

As Jake stepped back for a moment, the women moved and stretched, their arms intertwining as they touched one another.

Abbie touched Megan's cheeks, holding her face in her hands. They kissed, but all the while Phoebe had her hands on Abbie's breasts. Phoebe moved her hands down to Abbie's stomach, and then fingered her pussy for a moment.

Abbie, happily distracted by Phoebe's fingers, turned her face toward her, and kissed her next. Their tongues intertwined, and as Abbie rotated her position to put an arm around Phoebe's body, Megan's hands went around Abbie's, groping her breasts.

Finally Abbie stepped away, and Megan and Phoebe reunited with one another. They had initially escaped to the pantry to be together, of course, and while the last twenty minutes had been thrilling and surprising, they were glad to return to each other. The kisses they had shared with Abbie were erotic, but the kisses they shared with each other were deeply meaningful as well. Abbie appreciated the difference.

Jake took a step toward Abbie and touched her shoulder. She turned and smiled at him. He ushered her to the far end of the table, and nudged her shoulder, suggesting that she bend forward. She did, jutting her butt out toward Jake, and watching him over her shoulder. He pulled on his cock as he approached her, and then aimed toward her pussy, and slid inside her.

"Mmm," hummed Abbie, satisfied.

"Do you like this?"

"You know I do." Abbie smiled as Jake slowly fucked her pussy. He felt so good inside her, so comforting, so familiar, so safe. Giving herself over to different people in different scenarios was a thrill, to be sure, but when it was Jake again, it just felt right. Abbie looked to the side and held out a hand toward the other two women.

Megan saw her and stepped closer. Abbie took her hand and pulled her near to her. Megan looked up at Jake, and then positioned herself next to Abbie, arms on the table, legs straight, butt sticking out. Phoebe watched, and then followed suit. The three women stood at the table, leaning on it, in a pretty little row, waiting for Jake.

Megan and Phoebe watched as Jake dug into Abbie's pussy. He occasionally slid his dick out, rubbed Abbie's ass a bit, spanked it once or twice, and then reinserted himself. Each time, Abbie sighed and smiled, always finding immense joy in each new move.

Megan and Phoebe put their hands behind them, each reaching toward the other. They twisted their upper bodies a bit for a better angle, but without leaving the table, they stretched out enough to finger the other one, and from time to time leaned toward each other for a kiss or two.